To Stan

From one wine lover to another,
To man, who people call my brother,
Who is indeed my truly one,
Without him no party’s fun,
And no bottle can be drunk,
And I can’t finish bloody “funk”.


I wish you happiness and health,
(Without my wishes build your wealth!)
Come home – music is not waiting,
There is no point in debating,
While you were thinking when to settle
Grunge has replaced the heavy metal,
And techno scene is now gone,
The new wave bands are almost done.


You’re getting older, but hey dude,
As long as you are in good mood,
You can enjoy your passing years,
Don’t think about losing shares
And women (bitches come and go),
Relax and go with the flow.

2002


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